"This time, my cousins are going to suffer!" There was light flashing in Gu Tingye's eyes. It was obvious that he delighted in his cousin's misfortune. Hereupon he changed his tone and said coldly, "But don't worry for them, my fifth aunt has tons of means to solve their problems."
Minglan sensed the irony in his words. These days she had also inquired about lots of information about Marquis Ningyuan's mansion from some Mamas. She learned that Old Fifth Master's sons were all good-for-nothing. Gu Tingyang, Old Fifth Master's first born, had a son and a daughter with a Tong Fang before getting married. He even kept a prostitute as his mistress and paid court to the drama players. In a word, he had nearly done all kinds of the absurd things. However, every time Old Fifth Master got mad at Gu Tingyang, Old Fifth Madam could always find a way to protect his son.
'Alas! A child is always a precious jewel to his mother.' Thinking of that, Minglan raised her head secretly to take a glance at Gu Tingye.
"Eh..." Minglan changed the subject, "I want to give obeisance to Old Madam tomorrow morning. Then I'll take Rong and the other two concubines back home. What do you think?"
Gu Tingye frowned and put down his bowl and chopsticks, asking, "So soon?"
"Sooner or later, it's all the same. I don't want to create more topics for others." Minglan, having asked the maids to bring the basin and the tea, said with a smile, "Also, from tomorrow, I plan to give obeisance to Old Madam in Marquis Ningyuan's mansion every five or six days." The frequency would remain once in a week, four times in a month.
The wrinkles in Gu Tingye's eyebrows became even larger and deeper. He said with an unpleasant look, "There's no need for that. They will only bring troubles to you. I like it now that we could live in a distance from them."
Feeling his plan quite inappropriate, Minglan could only coax him gently, "We can't make mistakes because others have made mistakes first. It is like abandoning jade for the trifles. At last, we will also lose the ground to criticize the people who have hurt us."
"Who have said that?" Gu Tingye mulled over her words and then asked with interest, "Your grandmother?"
Minglan smiled and said, "No, actually it's my dad." Meanwhile, she wondered how Gu Tingye knew that those words didn't come from her.
Gu Tingye was stunned before he chuckled, "My father-in-law does have a head on his shoulder." The way Sheng Hong had used to persuade others was very practical. He never talked about the sense of propriety, justice, honor and only analyzed the pros and cons by the possible consequences.
Xiazhu and Xiaotao carried the tea tray and a basin of hot water into the room. Minglan told them to put down those stuff and dismiss themselves. Minglan dipped the towel into the hot water before wringing it out and handed the towel to Gu Tingye, saying, "When I was a little girl, I have once listened to Sir Zhuang's anecdotes with my families. Fourth Sister soiled my new clothes with ink on purpose. I got so angry that time that I stole two pieces of lard from the kitchen under the cover of changing my clothes. Then I applied a thick layer of the lard on my Fourth Sister's chair..."
Before she finished her story, Gu Tingye already buried his face in the hot handkerchief and started to titter. Seeing Minglan glaring at him with two sharp eyes, he gave her the thumb-up right away and praised, "Well done!" Then he pulled Minglan over to let her sit down on his legs while rubbing her nose with a smile, "What happened next?"
Minglan blushed and gave out a vague statement with a bit complacency, "My Fourth Sister who was totally unguarded slipped from the chair and fell on the ground heavily."
--The most important thing was, Qi Heng was there too! Molan who had always presented herself with a refined image fell onto the ground like a toad. Qi Heng opened his mouth wildly in astonishment right away. At that moment, Molan wished that she could bury herself. And it had taken her a long while to show up in front of Qi Heng again!
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Legend of Concubine's Daughter Minglan-Part Two
Historical FictionThe pessimistic and negative daughter of a concubine living in the ancient times thought - since life is so difficult, why should one invest serious effort in struggling to live? The life of an ancient noble woman is often determined and controlled...